Halloween Spoketacular
Doors they move, and gates they hide,
Mischiefs that on moon-beams ride
Are their deeds, and, by their spells,
Love records its oracles.
Eery shadows were they then-
But to-night they come again;
Were we once more but sixteen,
Precious would be Halloween.
from the poem Hallowe’en by Joel Benton
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26. Oct, 2009 
